FreakinWeirdChick

Complications
          
          Do you wanna know her?
          Do you wanna try?
          Her life's a little complicated 
          Let me tell you why,
          She feels unloved unwanted
          She cries 6 times a day
          Her heart is nearly broken 
          She's in a lot of pain
          She cuts herself to feel 
          That's how she plays her games
          She smiles at the blade
          Like blood is summer rain
          
          Do you still wanna know her?
          Do you still wanna try?
          Her life's still a little complicated
          Let me tell you why, 
          Besides her scars from cutting 
          She's got bruises everywhere
          Her mother tends to hit her
          And doesn't even care 
          Her dads an alcoholic
          He screams and yells and night 
          And when he's finally finished
          He says she'll be alright 
          
          So are you scared to know her?
          Are you scared to try?
          Do you think her life's a little complicated?
          If not let me tell you why,
          She screams and cries for help
          Maybe a way out
          She's trapped in a world of hate
          A world of lies and tears 
          She lies on her bed at night 
          And wonders "Why am I still here?"
          And when she falls asleep
          Nightmares haunt her dreams
          
          So are you still scared to know her?
          Are you still scared to try?
          You think her life's complicated?
          Too late that girl died,
          They found her on her bed 
          Her throat slit every which way
          They waved her death away 
          Like it was a everyday thing 
          She didn't deserve to die 
          She deserved to live
          But I guess when you live in hell
          Heaven always wins.
          
          This poem reminds of someone I lost. R.I.P Kaitlin Parnell

The Mask
          
          I'm great, fine, spectacular. In a way
          I relish every night, and I live every day.
          I live, I laugh, I write, I sing,
          I wonder what the new days will bring.
          
          Then I get home, and I take off the mask.
          The day, and almost impossible task, 
          Is finally over, and so I lie Down, 
          and wait patiently for the day that I die.
          
          I cry, I scream, I bawl, and sleep,
          even though I have promises to keep.
          I wait, and wonder, and cry some more, 
          And I ache and burn from my very core.
          
          Then, I'm not alone, and the mask reappears:
          Out goes the grief, pain and all of the tears,
          As I am a happy person, cheerful all the day.
          A world full of rainbow, not one shade of grey.
          
          Of course I'm not okay, I'm not fine,
          No matter how much I seem to shine.
          I don't even know why I feel this...
          Why my existence is one long, endless abyss.
          
          But it is, and will be, so I cling to life,
          As one day I might slip, and end it with a knife.
          But, I'm still here, no matter what my dreams might say
          And I hope that one day I will actually be okay.

Confused
          
          Do you think it's possible for a heart to cry?
          Do you think I could just turn the truth into a lie?
          Do you believe to leave the past behind?
          Do you believe you can see but still be blind?
          
          Can you change one thing to another?
          Can you make a person lose some other?
          Can your heart scream before your lungs?
          Can you sing but your words stay unsung?
          
          Can you can laugh but feel no joy?
          Can you can feel great but still destroy?
          Do you know how to put on a mask?
          Do you believe in a simple task?
          
          Can you think but not know?
          Can you say yes but still say no?
          Can you speak but not say?
          Can you be honest and still betray?

I'll Keep It Hidden
          
          My world is falling, crumbling apart, life is meaningless & that's just the start
          My hearts so sore, I can feel it breaking & I swear to god it leaves me shaking
          Late at night till early in the morning, lying in bed eyes wide open. Didn't sleep last night, like all the others, instead I just lie crying in the covers
          Quick, wipe away all the tears before they come near. must hide this depression & the feelings of fear
          For all they know I'm happy & always smiling, but deep inside my soul is dying
          I can feel it rotting, it wants to scream, but I won't let it... not for the time being
          I can never tell them how I feel cause the happiness I wear to them is real
          For them to hear that I wish I was dead... it would kill them, they'd be filled with dread
          So I'll try my best no to be selfish, I'll keep my secret hidden & just let them rest
          but god I can't take it much longer... I'll probably be dead before they even wonder.

This poem is not mine, but it reminds me of my life
          Lost
          
          What do you call it when all you feel is pain?
          When your loved ones look at you and all you feel is shame?
          When your tired of living and playing this game?
          when you know your life is meaningless and your the only one to blame?
          
          What do you call it when the hurt is in your soul?
          When you smile and laugh but you know its all a show?
          When you feel like you've hit your all time low?
          When nothing makes you happy and the darkness around you grows?
          
          What do you call it when you feel so alone?
          When your in your house but it don't feel like home?
          When you look back in your life and every choice you made now seems wrong?
          When the wait to die seems too long.

Empty
          Yet full
          Broken 
          Yet able to love with the pieces
          Blank 
          Yet colorful
          Motionless
          Yet I'm going a hundred miles an hour
          Falling 
          But I haven't hit the ground yet
          Lonely
          But crowded
          Loved 
          But cold
          They listen to all my stories
          But when I'm serious 
          They turn their back
          They care
          But not really
          Almost but no
          Silent tears
          Angry words
          Fake smiles
          Inside I'm dying
          I need to be caught
          But no one is there to catch me
          Help
          No one comes
          Why when you need people the most
          They leave you
          Why when you are the loneliest
          The crowd disappears
          Why when you need love
          There is none left
          Why when the smile slips away and the tears come 
          They turn their back
          Why can't it just be simple for once 
          I need someone to catch me
          I need someone to brush away my tears
          I need someone to make my smile real
          I need someone to be there even when I push them away
          I need someone who will stick by my side no matter how much I want to give up
          I just need someone
          That someone is supposed to be you
          You love me right 
          Well...Prove it
          
          This poem is not mine, but it reminds me of my life

How can you know me?
          When I barely know myself.
          How can you laugh with me?
          When inside I am crying.
          
          I told you once, how I felt.
          Your ice cold heart didn't even melt.
          You didn't believe any word I said.
          You'd be surprised when I end up dead.
          
          How can you talk about me?
          When you don't know the real me.
          How can you see me?
          When this image is a fake, a lie.
          
          You never like anything I do.
          Even though most of it is for you.
          My "sometimes" best friend
          Who is supposed to be with me until the end.
          But you leave me all the time.
          And never seem to see me behind.
          Struggling to stop you,
          Hurrying to please you.
          
          You never see my feelings.
          Only your own.
          This makes me feel unhappy.
          But this, you've already known.
          
          
          This poem is not mine, but it reminds me of my life

Hope everyone has a great Earth Day !!!!!

Its feel like this generation is losing a lot of amazing artists this days! :(

Legendary musician Prince dies today